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explained Hanny smiling soothingly. “Oh, I see… So, you’re afraid of the red orpiment as well, aren’t you?” asked Evania. Hanny nodded her head. “Of course I am… My body has fully become the body of a yaksha, Evania. So, I must also help my Brother Hades find a perfectly suitable way how to fight back that deadly and horrible red orpiment.” “But that so-called urban legend or myth doesn’t help at all, does it?” exclaimed Sumico quite disappointedly.

‘I missed you too. Mum cleared her throat. “If we are all ready, then we can begin.” She did not wait before continuing. “We all know why we are here today. My daughter, our Young Luna, Haile, has joined the Winterpaw Warrior Pack as their Alpha’s mate. Alpha Ares has welcomed her into his pack, and in doing so an accordance between Blue Moon and Winterpaw Warrior has been formed.” There were quiet murmurs of general agreement. An Omega scurried in, rounding the table and filling our empty mugs with hot coffee. I took a sip immediately, grateful to have something to do with my hands – and burnt the roof of my mouth.

Please, give me a second chance. -- My eyes fluttered open as my consciousness was back. I found it bright, which made them back close. But I tried again as I felt warmth over my body. Was this heaven? 'Wake up, silly girl.' I frowned at the strange voice in my head. Whose voice was that? I had never heard of it before. 'I'm Fiona, your wolf. I'm awakened as you were to be reborn.' Me? Reborn? What did that mean? 'We're literally reborn, Hannah. Goddess gave us a second chance.'

Her wet ebony hair, her sun-kissed skin, her rosy lips; All bathed in the moonlight. She is the Luna. He had been sure of it since the day he met her. She was four when his father brought her to the castle, and she had amnesia. She was a white page, ready to be programmed. His father wanted to raise her to be his daughter-in-law. But Harvey found that grooming a child was a disgusting deed. So, after his parents' tragic death, he gave Aikiz up to the master of the Brown Pack to raise her among his children. The eleven-year-old Aikiz took his decision with delight. Because she loved playing with Ruth and Gin and because Harvey gave her permission to visit him whenever she wanted.

Azalea's POV Every full moon night, something strange happens. I don't know exactly what happened last night. But as I washed my hair in the sink this morning, I could vividly recall my dream last night, when I "wolfed-out" and ran through the streets of Brooklyn. The moonlight illuminated my path, made everything enveloped in silver light, and I was completely happy. I haven't been that happy in a long time. The thing is, I'm not a wolf. I'm an ordinary human... right? And werewolves don't exist... right?

“Before you do, you should read this before you dare insult me.” The Goddess whispers her will in the dreams of those who were born to carry out this tradition. It is her word that this is done. The Luna’s Harem was to save and protect all those who entered to be the mother of the next true blessing. This is why Luna’s word is law in her Harem, and those who enter forfeit their old ranks to be reborn with a new one as is her will. Rodney’s eyes widened as he read the passage, his expression shifting from defiance to uncertainty. Riley watched his friend’s internal struggle play out across his features, the conflict between loyalty to tradition and the undeniable authority of the ancient text

Yawn~ A beautiful girl with a red hair yawned gracefully as she woke up from her sleep. Her eyes were half close while her two hands was caressing her messy hair gently. She was none other than princess Hana of the Silver Moon Pack. She have orange eyes with black pupils, well proportioned face and jaw line, red lovely lips, and angelic face that every other woman next to her will feel ashamed. Bang! “Happy 18th Birthday!” The door of her room suddenly burst open and a beautiful lady wearing a long gown that was green in color walked in with a man beside her. They greeted her joyfully after entering the room which stunned princess Hana as she was caught off guard.

Master Fang wanted to ask this but preferred to keep it to himself as he searched for the answer. “Is she alright, Master?” “As you can see, Winter,” Master Fang pointed at Hanna who was groaning with pain. “Did she have a big accident to dare give her Black Snow?” Winter nodded his head. She stared at Hanna’s face as she gently stroked her hair as if Hanna was a very fragile thing if touched too strongly. “Do you know that Black Snow can be a poison for people who reject the fact that we exist, Winter?” The old man let out a long sigh at the sight of Hanna’s face that looked wan from struggling against the poison. Master Fang glanced at Winter who was now looking the other way, probably hol

He just kept burning them with his glass fire and killing anyone who got in his way. And here... In the Mortal world Yona was cooking her food in peace in the kitchen when someone burst in. "Who's there?" Yona inquired, perplexed as to who had unexpectedly broken into her home. She emerged from the kitchen, wearing a cooking apron and holding a roller bin. "You're back!!" Yona was taken aback by the person who stood there. She can't believe how happy she was to see him; she had been waiting for him all day and night like a crazy owl. And now that he's standing in front of her, she can't stop the tears from falling.

𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢, 𝙁𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙝 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨. 𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧 � ��𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨.